Oban, Scotland
This was another new port for us.

This was a tender port and how very Scottish that a piper was
playing for us as each tender arrived.


We continued to be amazed at all the chimney flues in these old
buildings.
There were some mosaics on the stone wall in this garden, but
what we liked the best were
the "legs" with boots in the middle of the garden.

Our early morning goal is to reach the arched wall at the top
of the hill before the crowds arrive.

We continued up through a nice neighborhood.

McCaig's Tower, built between 1896 and 1902, was modeled after
the Colosseum in Rome, but was never finished.



There are great views from this perch above town.

We walked back down through town and out by that last church by
the water.



There were many beautifully cared for houses and gardens along
the way.




We were going to talk to these guys, but they were busy with their
own agenda for their geezer biker adventures.

There was a nice flock of Black Guillemot (Cepphus grylle)
in the habor. Their legs are bright red.


A lovely old hotel facing the harbor.

In front of that hotel was this bubble room for comfortable outside
dining.

Here's that church we saw from the hill.


We continued to walk along the waterfront beyond that church.
This restaurant has been fashioned from an old house.

And so it was with most of these grand stone buildings along the
waterfront. They'd all found new life as businesses.


We crossed the street to take this path toward a castle.

Back out at the waterfront again to see this short lighthouse
with the castle in the background.

The Scotch broom (Cytisus scoparius) was in full bloom.

An interesting remnant of what was probably an archway carved
out by water.

As we approached the castle, there were sheep.


The castle and the castle grounds were closed, so we took the
path less traveled to the top of a hill.


We found our way down the other side of the hill into a suburban
neighborhood with this playground.
We took advantage of one of the benches there to have some lunch.


As we approached the tender dock, the woman was on the beach with
her watchful dog.

As we walked closer, the dog kept an eye on us as we walked on
by.
We had about seven miles by the end of the day.
And the next day was Dublin, Ireland.
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